I've been married for a long time now, almost thirty nine years, and we lived together before that. I'm happy in my marriage, but if anything happened to my husband, I think I would rather be single and on my own. I doubt I'd have the desire for another serious relationship at all with another man.
When my wife was asked, by her friend, if she would ever contemplate marrying again if anything happened to me, she replied:
"Oh no, I don't think so." Her friend thought that was so romantic.
"Romantic?" said my missus, "nonsense darling, I simply couldn't face all that training again."
Reading through all ten pages of this thread has made me realise just how fortunate I am. My wife and I have faced triumphs and adversities together, the highs and the lows met head on, hand in hand.
Throughout our fifty-three years of marriage there's never been a hint of a desire to part company, there again, there's never been a hint of infidelity. Back around 1990, we were at a wonderful dance competition, sitting around a table with other couples, the subject of unfaithfulness came up. A fellow that I have known for quite some time, was adamant that temptation enters every marriage, no matter how strong the couple say they are. There was no point arguing with him, he did though, annoy me, extremely so.
When it came to the actual competition I changed our choice of music, having spoken to my wife about how vexed I felt over the insinuation of adultery, she suggested we dance our Rumba to Elton John's: "Sacrifice." "What a brilliant idea," I told her, "but the subtlety of it will go right over his head." It did go over his head but we were like a couple of schoolkids wearing our wicked grins:
Elton John:
It's a human sign
When things go wrong
When the scent of her lingers
And temptation's strong
Into the boundary
Of each married man
Sweet deceit comes calling
And negativity lands.